"Did you get shot?" I asked Pulsewave as we made our dash down the street.
He didn't answer.
That was concerning.
"Pulsewave, I need you to listen to me buddy, did you get shot back there?" I asked again, he was clutching his arm tightly as he ran. A shot to the arm itself wasn't going to be fatal, but a potential infection? That could really ruin his day.
"Nah, didn't get shot," Pulsewave managed to grind out, "My power isn't infinite, it has limits, and that last pulse was too much too quickly. Little bit of a backfire, lot of pain in my arm. But don't worry. I'm fine."
"It… backfired?" I asked, I was unaware that such a thing could even happen with powers. I'd certainly never experienced a backfire of my own while crafting.
"I said don't worry about it!" He all but snarled his response, "Damn it… Sorry, this hurts a lot but I'll deal with it. Focus on getting us out of this, thanks."